Sukuna Drip Novels & Stories

She’s always so shameless and brings nothing but embarrassment wherever she goes! Without waiting for the IV drip to finish, Dave lost all patience. He reached out and roughly pulled out the needle. She’s already good at causing trouble and suffering, so what’s the point of giving her an IV drip? Even though she’s clearly exhausted and messy, she looks perfectly fine to me!

One page at a time. One person at a time. One still, deep, patient day at a time. Until the water found its level. And the room became real. And the invisible all the invisible became seen. THE SILENT LUNA End of Volume One

another commanded him. They immediately ran towards the source of the sound. I was very relieved because I felt the guy named Bryn was looking at me suspiciously. “Bryn Parker,” I mumbled as I read the name on the card. The business card indicated that he was part of the Flower Skull. Luckily, when I first brought Frey to my house, it was almost midnight. No one looked at Frey at all. Then since then, Frey also never left the room. It's been five days since that day. It felt like we were so safe that it made me feel uneasy. Even so, things won't change.

LUCY Looking at the machete on the man's head, I first moved it around, and then I pulled pretty hard. "Marco Marquez, you have been removed from my list," I murmured to his lifeless body. "You were a shitty man." I felt disgusted as I stared at him. I held my machete close to my face. It's been years since I last drank human blood, and during that time, I had to force it down. I ran my tongue along the edge of the blade and licked any dripping blood that was on it from Marco.

Lia wore the shortest skirt she owned and a tight black top with no bra, nipples hard against the fabric and no panties. The black SUV flashed its lights. She climbed in. Ethan was in the driver’s seat, Jax riding shotgun. “Look at this eager little cumrag,” Jax laughed, reaching back to shove two thick fingers straight into her soaked hole without warning. “Already fucking dripping. You been clenching that nerd cunt all day thinking about getting wrecked again?”

Chapter 3: Moonlight and Confessions The days that followed blurred into a haze of stolen glances and carefully worded messages. The full moon crept closer with each sunset, and with it, the air between Selene and Darius grew heavier, thicker with unspoken promises. Rain returned in soft, persistent waves, turning the campus into a living watercolor of blurred lights and glistening paths. Selene moved through her classes and pack obligations in a state of quiet reflection, her cream hoodie becoming her armor against the world. She felt like the young woman in those emotional frames—standing on the left in cool blue sadness, weighed down by secrets and expectations, while on the right glowed

With one final thought of gratitude towards her aunt for her unwavering support, Aqua surrendered to the darkness, allowing its gentle embrace to carry her away from the tempest of her thoughts and into the peaceful realm of dreams. As Aqua's eyelids drooped with drowsiness, the rhythmic patter of rain against her window lulled her towards sleep. However, her rest was abruptly interrupted by the sound of rocks clattering against the glass. Startled, she sat up in bed, her heart pounding with apprehension. Peering through the darkness, she made out a figure standing outside her window. It was Damon, his expression etched with worry. Aqua's initial shock gave way to concern as she hurriedly ma

Any dark deed required a binding contract, one signed with the vital fluid that sustained life. He looked around for a dry spot to set the candle and paper down. Pools of water glowed in pearlescent gold, formed from the damp dripping from above. Stained by moss it didn't even look like water, rather like urine, tainted by infection. After a few moments he found a reasonably dry spot and knelt down carefully, unravelling the map and turning it over to look at the small writing on the back. He withdrew his knife, tracing a circle about him before puncturing the palm of his hand and allowing the blood to form a pool before casting it over the candle and onto the stone. It sank into the surface

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My core responds to everything, knotting with the pressure that has accumulated to its peak. Thirst Trap moves his thumb to the hood of my sensitive nerves and starts rubbing it as he speeds up his tongue. That does it for me. The pressure that has been building explodes as I hit my high with an intensity that turns my vision white. Every muscle in me spasms, and fluids gush out of me. He continues to pleasure me as I ride out my high, licking me clean down there.